The Waiting Game

So, I’m keeping myself plenty busy while waiting to hear something from the doctor.  Not only is Operation Blue Bunny going down tomorrow (short explanation: Best friend and I deliver Easter baskets at night to kids of LEOs), but I opened an online shop for The Siren using Storenvy.  

www.thesiren.storenvy.com

I’ve spent several hours a night putting it together. I’m hoping it makes it much easier for my customers to shop around. 

Feel free to let me know what you think!! 

xoxo,

Brandi

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The Siren

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Since our last chat, God has really been putting up big neon, blinking signs- just as I requested.  I’ve been putting up big excuses.

“I don’t have TIME to invest into anything else.” Here- stomach bug. Now you have plenty of time to get everything organized.  As in, four straight days.

“I don’t have the money to put forth into this venture.” Have you forgotten your tax return?

“I don’t know how to do all these spreadsheets, I’m better at guns and guitars than I am style stuff and I have no idea what I’m doing running a business.” I’ve blessed you with friends who are more than willing to help, and you’re already a business manager for someone else. Use those skills here.

“But…” Nope.

So, I’ve been doing a lot of work. A LOT of work. And, I’m scared. This is a huge leap of faith.  We don’t have a lot of money and, what we do have, is already spent.  My LEO has been so  supportive in this, though. I took a nap yesterday and, when I woke up, he told me I’d been asleep a couple of hours and should probably check my store.  Indeed, it was a good call.

My fears are financial, of course. I’m also afraid of letting it consume my time to the point that I start losing sight of my priorities. Today, I stopped and took time to pray that God wouldn’t let me stop praying. I don’t want to rest on a taste of success (yesterday and the day before have been great days, though I’ve not quite made what I’ve spent yet).  I want to continue to grow and give glory to God. I’ve prayed to let this be a ministry.  I AM giving 10% of all sales to an LEO based organization (by need). I plan to do so quarterly when I pay my taxes. It’s all new, and I just don’t know how it will all work, yet. I just know I have to do one of those blind steps in faith.  I just have no answers.

What I do know, however, are there are big changes on the horizon.  A small part of me wants to go back to bed. I’m a creature of habit. While I love adventure, I’m easily homesick and like my patterns.  However, the biggest part of me feels as if it is my birthday! I  am so excited and full of joy. It’s inexplicably overwhelming and I can’t help but nearly bounce off the walls when I think on it.

I also know Jeremiah 29:11 holds a promise.

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord,

“plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”

Prosper me? Hope & a future? How can one NOT rest in that?

Not to mention 2 Timothy 1:7:

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline.”

Be bold!

-Brandi

Dirty Ferraris, a Siren and a Cat in a Bathtub

It all makes sense, I promise.  

No, I didn’t win a Ferrari.  I’ve been down since about 4am Monday morning with that stomach bug plaguing the country.  I read somewhere it has been labeled the “Ferrari of Viruses.” I can’t remember why, but I’m pretty sure it’s the closest I’ll ever get to being related to anything with the word Ferrari, so I’ll take it.  I lost a total of, like, 5 lbs and haven’t been to a WOD since last Friday.  Wishing I could head over to Crossfit tonight, but I’m still kinda weak.  I did  return to work today, which has proven to be a workout in itself.  Getting caught up on 4 days worth of stuff is enough to make anyone wanna go back to bed.

I’m pretty darn excited, though.  I finally got the guts to take one of my passions and make it official(ly taxable)!! I’ve been redoing some furniture for fun and throwing it on Facebook, and buying/selling furniture for some extra cash.  However, I’ve been feeling a new calling that I’d never seen coming until recently.  My business is called The Siren (get it? Police? Siren? Yeah? No? Whatever…just pretend), and I feel like I’m meant to make it even bigger than it has been.  How? No idea.  When? No clue.  All I know is the Commonwealth and IRS now recognize it as taxable, and I’d sure hate to let down Uncle Sam.  So, I’ll be praying about some way to afford a lot more stock and more time to invest in it.  I also feel I should donate 10% of all sales to a police related organization (because…”Siren”…never mind). All this time off on the couch has given me a lot of time to invest in reading up on business tax laws, research wholesale companies and get some things organized. You can find it here.

Which leads me to cats in bathtubs. That’s how I feel right now.  Completely out of place.  I went today at lunch and sat in a Church of Christ parking lot for about 30 minutes.  I’d originally told my LEO to meet me there, and he got a weird call that took him away.  I didn’t really have time to tell him all the things I’d wanted to.  Suddenly, I realized where I was and that perhaps God was clearing my schedule.  So I vented a lot and cried a little. 

Our sermon last Sunday was a great reminder that we can “think” what we want and “pray” something else- but God knows our hearts.  No matter what pretty prayer we piece together, it doesn’t really fool the interpreter, thereof.  I’m reminded of the people wandering behind Moses.  Those guys did NOT mind griping at all and, eventually, it wore on some nerves.  However, what if they hadn’t? What if they’d half-heartedly praised God and, yet, inside felt the disappointment and disdain their short-sighted human minds could only perceive?  Would God have been fooled? Really? Um…I’m going with no.  To me, that’s a blessing.  I don’t have to be fake with God. Can you imagine being obligated to say the right thing to a God who only knew what you told Him? I have enough trouble communicating to my husband what I want, sometimes. Trying to explain to God these life changing needs and wants would be a complete catastrophe.  So, knowing he could interpret my words better than I could speak him, I told him exactly what I was thinking. I whined and told him I needed him to help me out.  

We’ll see.  Still praying for my own cruiser and to see my Siren business lifted off the ground, but well aware that I’m blessed where I am.  What I need is a compass.  No, let’s be honest.  What need is a bright, blinking neon sign.  I mean, He’s done burning bushes before, right? I’m cool with that.  

Just- something.  Would appreciate a prayer for patience, diligence, discernment and…did I mention patience? Yeah. Some of that.

-Brandi

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